65. Father

Xavion

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“I found his location, Xav, and you wouldn’t believe where he is at the moment,” Bryce said in the line.

I looked at Quinn and signaled to get out of the room. She nodded. The other girls looked at me, and I simply smiled. I stepped outside to talk to Bryce.

“Where is he?”

“In Russia, and I’m worried about it. He took the same flight as your mother.”

“What?” My jaw tightened as I loosened up the tie on my shirt. I looked at the time on my wristwatch, and I was sure my mother’s plane had landed safely six hours ago, but she hadn’t rung me yet.

“I’ll try to call her now, Bryce. Hang on.”

“I did already. She’s unattended, bro.”

I whirled around, feeling agitated. “I’ll ring my father, Bryce. I’ll call you back,” I said and ended the call.

I dialed my father’s number, which rang a few times until he picked it up.

“Hey, son? What’s up? What do you want?” in his baritone voice. Because I don’t usually call him, he got used to the fact that every time I called, I wanted so